“Shen Leyuan, 20 years old, orphan…”
After reading through the information, Hao Mingrui furrowed his brows and looked at the young man. “You’re saying that after losing your memory, you forgot everything, and the only thing left in your head is the content of a book?”
Shen Leyuan met his skeptical gaze and nodded. “Yes.”
He doesn’t believe the authorities wouldn’t have someone watching the villa. And as long as Lin Yuan is under observation, this so-called “tutor” who reported and chewed him out would definitely not escape scrutiny—probably not even the color of his underwear.
But admitting it is impossible. Let them guess.
Hao Mingrui pinched his aching brow.
He could tell the young man was trying his best to cooperate, but the resentment was obvious. Whatever his friend had done had pissed him off so much that he’d rather trust this unfamiliar cop…
Wait, not entirely unfamiliar. In the story, I’m a good guy.
Last time, Shen Leyuan had beelined straight to the station and zeroed in on him to report—probably based on trust in the story’s setup.
Already believing more than half of it in his heart, Hao Mingrui didn’t show it on his face. After a moment’s contemplation, he said, “Young comrade, I’m willing to believe you, but everything needs evidence, so…”
Shen Leyuan: “I have evidence.”
“Could you call these people in one by one?” Shen Leyuan said a few names with a strange expression on his face, then added some personal details: “Including the shy one with long fingers and a small scar on his middle finger, and…”
They were all fairly young—the oldest no more than twenty-seven. Called in one by one, they came out quieter than the last, some faces flushed red, seething with tragic fury as if they wanted to request leave to jump in a river.
“What’s going on?” one of the ones still waiting whispered. “Did they get chewed out?”
Someone choked back a sob in response: “Worse than getting chewed out…”
“?”
“Don’t ask. It’ll be your turn.” The words came out gritted through clenched teeth.
They went in from oldest to youngest. The second-to-last officer entered full of curiosity and trepidation, only to be handed a pen.
His boss smiled kindly. “What’s your kink? Write it down.”
Boss: “You know what our bureau mainly handles. This is serious—don’t be shy. Besides me, Teacher Shen, and yourself, no fourth person will know.”
The young man: …
A single tear slid slowly down his cheek.
Could he resign right now?
His personal kink, something not meant for anyone’s eyes, was now scrawled on paper—one copy from the young officer, one from Shen Leyuan. After comparing them, the young officer personally fed the thing into the shredder and stumbled out the door in a daze.
Kink my ass—from now on, this was his ultimate taboo.
Wahhh…
The latest one to enter reacted the strongest, crying pitifully. Shen Leyuan suggested, “How about we stop here? That should prove the ‘original text’ to some extent.”
Hao Mingrui counted heads—still one left.
He said meaningfully, “I advise you to question them all.” Don’t play favorites with that one.
Before Shen Leyuan could react, the dimwits outside—realizing the boss hadn’t called for anyone else—shoved the last one in decisively.
“Chief, he says he wants to go in and see!”
I didn’t! I was just curiously asking what happened to them!!!
The young officer’s legs trembled, on the verge of bolting first, but he was a newbie and too embarrassed to argue with the brothers who’d always looked out for him. He could only nod shyly. “What do you need me to do?”
Hao Mingrui handed over paper and pen. “Your kink. Write it.”
The young officer froze like a statue.
Ahhh—
He’s gonna strangle those bastards outside later! Every single one! All! Of! Them! Dead!
Another one in tears.
Shen Leyuan awkwardly rubbed his nose. The rage that had nearly exploded faded a bit, and he said apologetically, “That was tough on them. Do you have any compensation measures?”
There weren’t any just now, Hao Mingrui thought, but you’ve already asked—can I say no now?
Then it hit him from the intel he’d received: No wonder everyone says he’s so well-liked. Even when pissed, he holds his temper and cooperates, deliberately calling them in one by one to spare their embarrassment, and now he’s still thinking of benefits for these dumb kids…
After some interaction, feeling such considerate treatment, it was hard not to be won over by that charisma.
Hao Mingrui couldn’t hold back. “You and Lin Yuan…”
Shen Leyuan met his eyes. “Are you asking as public or private? From what identity or standpoint?”
Hao Mingrui: …
Killing intent bubbled up. Lin Yuan, what the hell did you do?!
He addressed official business first, but it still circled back to the Lin Family. “Since that story is in your head and you’ve stayed at the Lin Family, you should know about your immunity to Little Deer, right?”
Shen Leyuan frowned slightly. “At first, I was… sometimes I’d get stray thoughts too.”
Director Hao shook his head with a wry smile. “Normally, anyone who sees Little Deer falls head over heels, can’t forget him, and always associates him with ‘sex.’ You’re exceptionally immune.”
Shen Leyuan: “But the bodyguards at home…”
Hao Mingrui’s expression grew more complicated. “The Lin Family bodyguards always wear earpieces and sunglasses. Do you know why?”
Shen Leyuan shook his head in confusion. Not always, though.
They’ve been taking off the sunglasses lately.
Hao Mingrui: “Because those block out Little Deer’s image and voice. They only get data telling them there’s a person there. Even with such strict precautions, the Lin Family still has to replace batches of bodyguards every few years.”
No wonder I’ve never seen anyone interact with Little Deer…
The old puzzle solved, exhaustion and heartache flashed across Shen Leyuan’s face as he recalled Little Deer’s innocent words: A long, long, long time ago, when I was very small, there were already so many, many, many monitors…
Hao Mingrui caught his mood and vaguely guessed the root of the conflict with his friend. He couldn’t help explaining, “Lin Yuan has tried other ways, but they don’t work. This is the only method to reduce personnel losses and avoid major incidents.”
Shen Leyuan said softly, “I’m not saying he did anything wrong.”
In truth, all of Lin Yuan’s extreme reactions made sense now. The heartache surging in his chest wasn’t just for Little Deer and Lin Yao—Lin Yuan got a share too.
But…
Shen Leyuan looked up. “Can we talk private matters?”
Hao Mingrui nodded.
He thought Shen Leyuan would talk about Lin Yuan.
He did, but not the way he’d expected. Shen Leyuan asked, “Do you know Lin Yao once had his legs broken?”
Hao Mingrui: …
Shen Leyuan: “Do you know he’s endured excessive electric shocks, been locked in soundproof, lightless rooms more than once?”
Hao Mingrui: …
Shen Leyuan: “Do you know Lin Yuan now has some triggers?”
Watching Hao Mingrui’s stunned, baffled expression, Shen Leyuan drew his conclusion. “You don’t know.”
Hao Mingrui took it as an accusation, feeling a bit defensive—like he’d been negligent.
But Shen Leyuan suddenly relaxed a little, as if a huge weight had lifted slightly. His voice softened. “I’m glad you just didn’t know, rather than turning a blind eye.”
“Thank you. I feel much safer now.”
Thanks for not knowing about these things, instead of knowing and pretending not to see.
Otherwise, as another ‘abnormal human’ like Lin Yao, I couldn’t guarantee my own safety.
Hao Mingrui got the implication but felt even more awkward.
How did Old Lin keep even me in the dark?
And those useless kids under me—stuffed so many plants in there, but still missed this. Only when Teacher Shen saved him recently did a hint come out.
“I’ll investigate this strictly and do my utmost to resolve it,” he promised.
Then he changed tack. “Is that your main demand coming here today?”
Shen Leyuan shook his head. “I’m planning to resign.”
“He won’t allow it?” Hao Mingrui looked troubled. “That’s tricky. First, his side isn’t under my jurisdiction—we’re peers. Second, your ‘immunity’ seems to affect others, so…”
“I’m not talking about that. We didn’t sign a contract. ‘Resign’ is just polite—bluntly, I’m quitting on the spot.”
At the word “contract,” Shen Leyuan’s resentment surged, teeth practically grinding.
Hao Mingrui: “So what do you mean…?”
A phone was handed over. He glanced at it puzzled—school’s official WeChat post about the new semester.
Shen Leyuan’s voice chimed in: “I hope my personal rights can be protected, giving me a relaxed, normal environment to finish my studies and improve my moral and legal awareness.”
He locked eyes with Hao Mingrui, smiling more gently. “You won’t block me with something like ‘the nation needs me,’ right?”
Hao Mingrui: !!!
You’ve said you need school to build your morals and legal sense—what can I say? Dare I refuse?
Personally escorting this big shot back to the pet hospital, Hao Mingrui squatted by the roadside, smoked a few cigarettes, sighed in his car for a bit, then called his old friend.
“Old Lin,” he said carefully, “have you seen a psychologist lately?”
The response was flat. “Didn’t my psyche go abnormal the year Little Deer was born?”
Hao Mingrui: “That’s not what I mean. Forget it—can’t beat around the bush with you. Straight up: what’s the deal with Lin Yao?”
Lin Yuan: “Isn’t it what I said back then? He’s like Little Deer—same source, needs strict control. I listened to you and sent him away at first. Now he’s snuck back—can’t I handle it?”
“If you hadn’t slacked on control, could he return?” Hao Mingrui said wearily. “I’m not saying you were completely wrong—no offense—but we can’t torture people based on assumptions and guesses. Until Lin Yao’s danger to the world is confirmed, he’s still a citizen with rights.”
Lin Yuan: “You can take him and raise him as a son. I don’t mind.”
“I’m talking serious business, not joking!” Hao Mingrui snapped. “Is this concern for him? No—it’s worry for you! You’re not right, not normal right now!”
Silence stretched on before a sound came from the other end.
“You’re sure you’re normal? Just a brief chat with Shen Leyuan, and you’re already trusting him, agreeing with him?”
Hao Mingrui: “This is my rational judgment!”
Lin Yuan neither confirmed nor denied. “Lots of people claim they’re rational, want me to go along.”
“All my old subordinates, friends—even you back then.”
Hao Mingrui fell silent.
Lin Yuan continued, “Some told me they had no designs on Little Deer, but really wanted to whisk him away.”
“Others acted righteous, but couldn’t resist lust in the end.”
“Even the junior subordinate I trusted most, A Si, whom I guarded against for over a decade thinking less contact meant safety—he admitted recently he’s long fallen.”
He sounded exhausted. “Mingrui, I’m tired.”
I won’t trust anymore.
No trust, no regret. No betrayal, no pain.
Hao Mingrui gripped his phone tighter.
“I admit I suspected him, but…” The more he explained, the worse he sounded. He rubbed his face. “I’ll report your recent state to superiors to confirm if you’re still fit for Heteromorph Monitor. They haven’t met Shen Leyuan—hope you’ll trust their judgment then.”
Silence again, but no hang-up.
Maybe something important to say. Fearing he’d miss it or push Lin Yuan too far, Hao Mingrui waited quietly.
Finally: “When’s he coming back?”
He?
Hao Mingrui blanked for a second, then realized. A schadenfreude grin broke across his face despite himself. “He’s not going back.”
The breathing on the line clearly hitched.
Hao Mingrui: “Teacher Shen’s going to finish his studies, improve his personal cultivation and legal awareness. He says no contract, so no resignation process needed. He’ll crash somewhere casual these days—won’t return to the Lin Family.”
He feigned surprise. “Old Lin, how do you even hire tutors without contracts?”
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